Zhou Ning understood what Zhu Xingxing meant; she felt that these matters were too complicated to have been completed here. It was likely that only the ritual had taken place at this location.
Before Zhou Ning could speak, Mr. Zhao had already drawn near.
"Why so much nonsense? Don't even mention twenty years ago, even in the sixties and seventies, there were mobile service teams everywhere showing films, equipped with generators and movie projectors. This problem is easy to solve, but I suggest letting Chen Cheng take a look to see if these techniques were done by a professional doctor."
Liu Yufei rubbed her nose, and without waiting for Zhou Ning to say anything, she already dialed Chen Cheng's number.
"Don't wait outside. Come to Autopsy Room One, Zhou Ning wants you to determine if this stitching and incision technique were done by a professional doctor. Put on a mask at the door and don't come in here retching and embarrass me!"
